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Chapter 8: The Confrontation at Harrison, Sterling & Croft
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Married To My Husband’s Father Chapter 120: Chloe’s Audio Recording
Chloe sat at the long breakfast table, her head down, her hands covering her wet face as she pretended to cry into her paper napkin.Through the gaps between her trembling fingers, her sharp blue eyes watched Ethan’s back vanish through the heavy double doors of the dining hall.She had seen his phone vibrate on the table. She had seen the way his eyes had hardened when he read that text message.He doesn't believe me... her mind shrieked in absolute, blinding panic. What the fuck went wrong?! Why is he checking up on me!Her stomach twisted into a hard, painful knot of pure terror. Evelyn’s dark whisper from the VIP lounge echoed in her ears again, louder than ever. “When the DNA results from Monica Robert’s fresh sample match Chris’s bloodline, the entire world will know what you are.”Chloe knew she couldn't wait for Tuesday. The net was closing around her neck from every single direction."Father," she whimpered softly, lifting her head and wiping her cheeks with her napkin, giv
Married To My Husband’s Father Chapter 119: Closer to the Truth
The next morning, the sky was heavy and grey, covered in thick clouds that promised an afternoon rain.Inside the grand dining hall of the Whales Estate, the long mahogany table was set for breakfast. Silver platters of fresh fruit, warm pastries, scrambled eggs, and hot coffee sat atop white linen tablecloths, but no one was eating.At the head of the table sat Chris Whales.The man looked tired. His skin was pale, deep lines carved around his dark eyes, and his hands trembled slightly as he held a teacup. The disaster on the red carpet at the gala had already made the morning financial news, with headlines speculating about the "fragile health and erratic behavior" of the newly returned Whales heiress.Ethan sat to his grandfather's right, wearing a sharp grey suit. He had untouched black coffee in front of him, his dark eyes fixed on the empty chair across the table.The heavy double doors of the dining hall opened.Chloe stepped into the room.She had spent two hours in front of
Married To My Husband’s Father Chapter 118: Marcus Vance Trap
The only sound was the soft, steady tick-tick-tick of the brass clock on the mantlepiece. Evelyn turned her head to look at Arthur. She saw the tight, hard muscle flexing along his jawline. She saw the way his broad fingers tightened against each other until the skin over his knuckles turned pale. Marcus Vance. His elder brother. Evelyn reached across the desk. Her small, warm hand settled gently over Arthur’s tight fist. Arthur’s chest rose in a slow, deep breath. He did not pull his hand away. He turned his wrist over, opening his hands to wrap them securely around Evelyn’s hand, holding her tight against his skin. "Marcus," he spoke the name slowly, his voice low and cold. Logan nodded. “We cannot say the coat proves he was in the hospital corridor that night. But it is a strong lead.” “What about the financial records?” “We found several companies connected to Marcus through different shareholders.” Logan opened another section of the folder. “Some of those companies
Married To My Husband’s Father Chapter 117: A Bombshell!
Ethan Whales stood outside the locked door of the second-floor suite, his hand frozen three inches from the polished wood.Inside the room, the sound of breaking glass faded, replaced by the harsh, wheezing sound of Chloe’s breathing. Her words still hung in the air of the silent hallway, heavy and dark. “I will kill her…!”Ethan did not knock.Slowly, his hand dropped back to his side. He took a step backward, his leather shoes sinking silently into the carpet of the corridor. He turned his body away from the door, his movements stiff and measured, like a man walking through a room filled with hidden landmines.He walked down the long, dimly lit hall toward his own private quarters in the east wing. Every footstep echoed faintly in his ears, but his mind was miles away, racing through every memory he had stored of "Monica" over the past few weeks.He remembered her arriving at the estate—timid, crying, clutching a worn handkerchief, bowing her head as Chris wiped tears from his eye
Married To My Husband’s Father Chapter 116: His Delicate Sister Was a Monster
While the black Rolls-Royce glided smoothly down the highway, a silver Maybach sped through the wrought-iron gates of the Whales Estate on the far side of the district.The vehicle slammed to a sudden, violent stop in front of the grand marble steps of the main mansion.The rear door was thrown open.Chloe stepped out.She didn't wait for anyone. She grabbed the heavy skirt of her ruined gown in both fists, yanking it up past her knees, and ran up the front stone steps like a madwoman.Her high heels clicked wildly against the white marble floor of the grand entrance hall.A housemaid in uniform stepped forward from the side corridor, holding a tray with a warm glass of water."Welcome home, Miss Monica," the maid said politely, bowing her head. "Mr. Ethan called ahead to say you were returning early. Would you like me to—""Get out of my way!" Chloe screamed violently, her voice echoing harshly off the high ceilings of the foyer.She reached out with her bare hand and struck the mai
Married To My Husband’s Father Chapter 115: A Trap for Chloe
As Ethan walked back toward the bright lights of the grand ballroom, his face grew darker and darker with every step he took. He reached into his inner pocket, pulled out his phone, and opened his contacts list.He scrolled down until his thumb stopped over a number.Julian Vance.Ethan stared at the name on his screen, his jaw locking tight as a cold suspicion took root deep in his chest.He had known Julian for years.“If Chloe’s story were true…” he thought, “Julian would know what had happened between her and Evelyn.”He tapped the screen, holding the phone close to his ear as he stepped back into the loud, shining crowd of the ballroom.…Outside the Grand Horizon Hotel, the night air was cool and crisp, carrying the salty smell of the ocean bay across the wide concrete driveway.The black custom Rolls-Royce Phantom rolled silently up to the VIP departure line, its dark tinted windows reflecting the golden lights of the hotel entrance.A valet opened the rear door.Arthur Vance s
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